Beneath the dome of the sky, starlight flared brightly.
The Fruit of Long-Flow Water reappeared in the mortal world. Its immense Power of Fruit Position was intercepted by Ang Xiao like a waterfall, then sent cascading down before Lü Yang.
Lü Yang, however, looked dissatisfied. "Hurry it up, Daoist. Have you not eaten?"
Ang Xiao: "..."
'You animal!'
'Do you think depriving someone of a massive amount of the Power of Fruit Position is so easy? It took Primal Daoist Mu Changsheng five thousand years to accomplish this.'
'Now I'm acting personally, dealing with the Fruit of Long-Flow Water—which is related to the Earth of Chen—and I've condensed five thousand years of effort into five minutes. And you're fucking picking fault with me? You son of a bitch... Just you wait! I'll tolerate you for now, but I refuse to believe you can maintain this True Monarch state forever!'
Yes, Ang Xiao had figured it out.
